love is a many splendored thing.... it lifts us up where we belong... and then humility comes along... and guess what. you are nothing, maggot. ha. :P

A little stroll for the soul
A little hussle in that bustle
and a little muscle in that shell... :] wink wink.

Through the fog and the smog
Then here perusin' on the blog
These thoughts I will then log...

Grasping to remember
Untangle and dismember
The mess of last september...

That month, it was exciting
The experience, inviting,
Yet, withinner pieces fighting...

The battle so unworthy
Too timely to deserve thee
This lesson it will serve we...

September will dismember
And soon again remember
The exciting fighting invite...
Of smog-ged log-ged blog.

what does that meeeean?